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Welcome to my music blog. I started this due to increased interest in my music picks on my main blog. I have quite the eclectic and varied musical taste. So come on in, sit back, turn up the volume, and enjoy the music.

Saturday, November 2, 2013

Tantric "Paranoid"



You all alone there in the dark
Shadows sinking into you
You're so afraid of everything
Is there something left for you 

Why bleed for the wicked
If the wicked don't bleed for me
Got to stand up
Psych myself up
That's the way it's gonna be 

Why can't I move
I'm tied up here
He said I've seen this
Pain before
Sometimes I want
To disappear
Got to tell ya
I'm feeling paranoid 

[Chorus:]
What you gonna do
What you gonna be
When they're coming after me
I know that I'm feeling the lonely one
[Repeat]

Drinking away
Smoking away
Anything to stop the noise
Inside your head
Numbness instead
Until your thinking
Finds a cure 

Why bleed for the wicked
If the wicked don't bleed for me
Got to stand up
Psych myself up
That's the way it's gonna be 

Why can't I move
I'm tied up here
He said I've seen this
Pain before
Sometimes I want
To disappear
Got to tell ya
I'm feeling paranoid 

[Chorus]
[Repeat x7]

Friday, November 1, 2013

Imagine Dragons "Raidoactive"

There is something about the slow base beat to this that has me addicted. I've heard of these guys before, but nothing I've cared for until I heard this. The lyrics make no sense to me, but is still just a cool song.



Whoa, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh
Whoa

I'm waking up to ash and dust
I wipe my brow and I sweat my rust
I'm breathing in the chemicals

I'm breaking in, shaping up, then checking out on the prison bus
This is it, the apocalypse
Whoa

I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones
Enough to make my systems blow
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, I'm radioactive, radioactive
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, I'm radioactive, radioactive

I raise my flags, don my clothes
It's a revolution, I suppose
We paint it red to fit right in
Whoa

I'm breaking in, shaping up, then checking out on the prison bus
This is it, the apocalypse
Whoa

I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones
Enough to make my systems blow
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, I'm radioactive, radioactive
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, I'm radioactive, radioactive

All systems go, the sun hasn't died
Deep in my bones, straight from inside

I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones
Enough to make my systems blow
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, I'm radioactive, radioactive
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, I'm radioactive, radioactive